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Emotional Exaustion [13 Apr 2014|05:07pm]
I can't help but to think about this person so. fucking. much.
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[18 Jun 2013|02:31pm]
I'm going to start writing in this again, regardless if anyone actually reads it.

I hate the fact that 9/10 out of every job I am capable of getting feels like it will really depress me.

I just long for rainy days in London and Berlin. I've been in Portland so long I'm numb to it.
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I need to move to london. [17 Jun 2013|09:40am]
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[08 Sep 2012|02:16am]
livejournal is dead. 
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[13 Oct 2011|12:55am]
http://dark-falcon.tumblr.com
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[22 Aug 2011|08:55pm]
i, by all means can't live here any more...

every single human being around me seems to be disappointed in me, while simultaneously not actually giving a shit about me.

i virtually can please no one.

i'd probably do better living in the streets... if only i had the ambition. if only i had the skill.

i might actually be able to do something about all of this, if i got some sleep...
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[29 Jul 2011|11:38pm]
The eldest princess was followed out of the bedroom by Prince Vasily. He staggered as far as the divan on which Pierre was sitting and fell onto it, covering his eyes with his hand. Pierre noticed he was pale and his lower jaw was jerking and shuddering feverishly.
"Ah my friend," he said, taking Pierre by the elbow, and there was a sincerity and infirmity in his voice that Pierre had never noticed before. "We sin so much, we deceive so much, and all for what? I am, over fifty... my friend... for me everything will end in death, everything. Death is terrible." He burst into tears.
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[29 Jul 2011|08:39pm]
Silence is argument carried out by other means.

some of my closest friendships are going down the tube.

other friends are moving away, moving on...

and i'm just staying here... in the midst of nothing.

at the moment i can't say anything. it's just impossible because whatever i say is going to be irrational. selfish. and not true.

i like movies, books, music, poetry, and art because these things keep me company. they give me an imagination which by all means by best friend. they never judge me, they never hurt me. i can only hope i never let them down.
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[29 Jul 2011|05:48pm]
I have called you children, I have called you son
What is there to answer if I'm the only one?
Morning comes in Paradise, morning comes in light
Still I must obey, still I must invite
If there's anything to say, if there's anything to do
If there's any other way, I'll do anything for you

I was dressed embarrassment
I was dressed in wine
If you had a part of me, will you take your time?
Even if I come back, even if I die
Is there some idea to replace my life?
Like a father to impress
Like a mother's mourning dress
If you ever make a mess, I'll do anything for you

I have called you preacher, I have called you son
If you have a father or if you haven't one
I'll do anything for you, I'll do anything for you
I'll do anything for you, I'll do anything for you
I did everything for you, I did everything for you
I did everything for you, I did everything for you
I did everything for you, I did everything for you
I did everything for you, I did everything for you
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[05 May 2011|01:17am]
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When Spring returns
Perhaps I will no longer be in the world.
Today I wish I could think of Spring as a person
So that I could imagine her crying for me
When she sees that she's lost her only friend.
But Spring isn't even a thing:
It's a manner of speaking.
Not even the flowers or green leaves return.
They are new flowers, new green leaves.
They are new balmy days.
Nothing returns, nothing repeats, because everything is real.

Fernando Pessoa, 1915
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Ingmar Bergman's Athiesm [04 May 2011|03:11am]
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Loong Boonmee raleuk chat [02 May 2011|12:32am]
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[30 Apr 2011|04:27pm]
I AM SO HUNGRY! WHY AM I ALWAYS SO HUNGRY!?
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god bless our dead marines [30 Mar 2011|03:35am]

Lost a friend to cocaine
Couple friends to smack
Troubled hearts map deserts
And they rarely do come back
Lost a friend to oceans
Lost a friend to hills
Lost a friend to suicide
Lost a friend to pills
Lost a friend to monsters
Lost a friend to shame
Lost a friend to marriage
Lost a friend to blame
Lost a friend to worry and
Lost a friend to wealth
Lost a friend to stubborn pride
And then i lost myself
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The Red Shoes [23 Mar 2011|02:56am]
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"It is worth remembering, that it is much more disheartening to have to steal than to be stolen from."





still the greatest movie ever.
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[12 Mar 2011|02:55am]
a little over a year ago...

coffee in general taste like shit. I will never like it. espresso all the way... I wish I had an espresso machine.


boy have i changed.


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<3 Chaplin
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[22 Feb 2011|03:00am]
godspeed on friday was more intense and epic than word can describe. however some songs did drag on a bit, the crowd had its issues (too many drunk idiots). it lasted til 12:45! started around 10:15ish with the music slowly creeping in, as the band had been on strange fucking around it was hard to tell if they were playing or not. and in fact, they played most of what anyone would want them to ALL of Slow Riot and LOTS of Skinny Fists. so yeah. pretty great, i do feel i may have enjoyed the show had i been several years younger... but who knows really. now i can't stop looking up their bootlegs! i need more!
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soudain le vide [08 Feb 2011|12:13am]
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seriously.
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[07 Feb 2011|12:51am]
it's funny how you experience so much in a 24 hour period when you have barely left the house. today felt endless, and it's not over yet...
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Scheiße [27 Jan 2011|01:13am]


last one for awhile, i promise.

i rreeaallllyy like this model, and yeah those are his real tattoos. i thought that was all just make up.

Rick Genest is his name. He is from Montreal.

photos of himCollapse )

all my three recent posts are Canada related. go figure.
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